Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

In this way, the soldiers of Lao Guo kept rushing upwards.

But upstairs, the killing continued.

Under the leadership of Zhu Feng, these soldiers defending the city repelled wave after wave of attacks.

However, as time passed, the boulders and rolling logs were almost used up, but the army of 200,000 倓国 was still surging up like dense ants.

Almost all the soldiers on the tower were exhausted.

Zhu Chengxuan held the sword in his hand. At this time, he was already covered with blood. He didn't really rush to kill the enemy. Xu Shifeng always took someone to protect him.

But the screams and screams that continued to sound around, even the severed hands and feet, the head rolled down in front of him, all scared him to death.

At this moment, a soldier from the country saw him and rushed up with a knife.

"Yeah--!"

Zhu Chengxuan held his sword, but closed his eyes in fright.

At this moment, the soldier screamed and fell to the ground.

Zhu Chengxuan opened his eyes, raised his head, and saw Ran Xiaoyu standing in front of him.

She was holding a Pudao in her hand, and her body was full of blood. She didn't know she had gone through several battles, and looked back at him: "Dian-are you okay?"

Zhu Chengxuan trembled and shook his head.

At this time, another ladder reached the top of the tower. Taking advantage of the exhaustion of the guards on that side, they swarmed up and took that place at once. The people rushing in front immediately began to fight the surrounding soldiers of the Yan Kingdom. .

Under their cover, the soldiers from the country below continued to rush upwards.

One of the soldiers from Lao rushed up carrying a flag belonging to Lao, and while everyone around was fighting, they stuck the flag on the wall.

Suddenly, the flag fluttered in the wind.

Although this is just a flag, in war, the flag is definitely more than just a piece of cloth, it is a breath, a symbol.

Seeing the flag of Lao Guo flying above the tower, everyone around was a little desperate.

After all, there are only 50,000 people.

However, there are a full 200,000 shilling army below, and I don't know when to fight.

Just when everyone was exhausted and almost retreating, a tall figure walked forward.

Holding a long sword in his hand, he had experienced several hacks and killings, it was soaked in flesh and blood, and the blood dripped down the sword body drop by drop.

As soon as the Lao soldiers saw him, they immediately rushed over.

However, just when they rushed up, they suddenly waved their long arms, and everyone only saw a silver light flashing in front of them.

Suddenly, I didn't know anything.

The blood spilled Zhu Feng's face.

However, there was no expression on that resolute face, and he remained unmoved, walking all the way up the tower and hacking and killing.

I don't know how many people fell at his feet.

The soldiers of the country wanted to rush forward at first, but in the end, they saw him covered in blood and swords like the wind, as if he was an evil **** walking out of hell.

No one dared to rush forward.

And he entered the battle circle in one fell swoop, the soldiers of the country could not resist, especially Ye Yu and Xu Shifeng also brought people from here, and immediately killed the soldiers of the country and became a group.

Zhu Feng waved his sword at the banner.

I saw a silver light flashing in the night sky.

The flag suddenly broke and fell down, just hitting the soldiers on the ladder below, and several soldiers were beaten and rolled down.

At this moment, perhaps because of the blood covering his head and face, and his eyes were red, Zhu Feng looked at everything around him as if he was drowned in blood.

And the blood turned into flames.

He could not hear the sound around him, only his heavy breathing and heartbeat.

The killing intent surging in his heart directly filled his head.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice, which seemed to be very far away, but also very close, sounded behind him--

"emperor!"

His eyes were red, he turned around, and the long sword in his hand shot!